[He doesn’t believe that! Surely everyone is judging him against his past self... all the time, every minute, every second, they just haven’t said so out loud.
His breath quickens and his grip on the bedsheets tighten as he tries to contain the urge to cry out whenever Mikazuki brushes against that magical spot inside him that he hadn’t been aware of till now. He whimpers softly instead, his face fully flushed now.]
It-It is...??
[And the moment Mikazuki mentions his face, he’s immediately alarmed and self-conscious about how he looks. What expression does he have now? Is it alright to look like that?? Why can’t he just turn his mind off and enjoy all this?? Yes, he... he needs to stop thinking so much. Relax. Deep breaths. He can do this. Just concentrate on those fingers working their magic... Ahhh, yes, that feels good... so good... oh, my...
He can’t help closing his eyes, soft moans escaping from him as he finally allows himself to just enjoy all this, and he lets slip...]
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His breath quickens and his grip on the bedsheets tighten as he tries to contain the urge to cry out whenever Mikazuki brushes against that magical spot inside him that he hadn’t been aware of till now. He whimpers softly instead, his face fully flushed now.]
It-It is...??
[And the moment Mikazuki mentions his face, he’s immediately alarmed and self-conscious about how he looks. What expression does he have now? Is it alright to look like that?? Why can’t he just turn his mind off and enjoy all this?? Yes, he... he needs to stop thinking so much. Relax. Deep breaths. He can do this. Just concentrate on those fingers working their magic... Ahhh, yes, that feels good... so good... oh, my...
He can’t help closing his eyes, soft moans escaping from him as he finally allows himself to just enjoy all this, and he lets slip...]
... that... that feels good... Mikazuki...